Chapter 14: Recruitment ()

When Wuqi arrived, he happened to see a group of men in black dispersing several guards beside the car and rushing towards Lu Chengfeng in a swarm.

The leader of the man in black was shouting loudly, ordering his subordinates to chop off Lu Chengfeng's left hand!

Aparting dozens of feet apart, seeing that the leader of the black-clothed man had already slashed at Lu Chengfeng, Wuqi took another breath and rushed forward for more than twenty feet. He quickly glanced at Lu Chengfeng's convoy, and suddenly stared at the car that Lu Chengfeng was riding.

The six big cars in front are just magnificent. However, Lu Chengfeng's floating frame clearly has a floating formation under the carriage. Those who can use this kind of carriage must be high-ranking officials in this world, or figures like wealthy young men.

What does the nobles and nobles represent? It represents power, resources, and there are many things around them that interest Wuqi! There is nothing in the village that Wuqi, who inherited the stolen scriptures, and there must be good things around these nobles that will help Wuqi!

The innate true water spirit power poured into his eyes, and Wuqi's eyes flashed with a blue light, and he quickly glanced at the men in black.

The cultivation of these men in black is very considerable, but that's all. Except for the leader of the man in black who barely approached the threshold of the acquired peak, the other men in black are just ordinary experts, as if they were different from Zhang Hu's barbarian hunting team.

On the contrary, when facing the long sword slashing Lu Chengfeng, who was panicked, had a deep and deep cultivation of Wuqi as today! Moreover, there was a red light the size of a fist hidden in his mind. The red light made Wuqi feel a little afraid.

With a loud laugh, Wuqi quickly pulled out dozens of thorns. He shouted sternly: "The world is bright and bright, in broad daylight, you are using weapons to commit crimes and rob the good men of business and travel. Do you still take the king's law seriously?" With a loud shout, Wuqi quickly threw out dozens of thorns. The sharp sound of breaking the wind sounded, and the thorns brought cold light to shoot at the men in black in a mess.

Lu Chengfeng, who was hiding his hands in his sleeves, was about to take out the Taibai Golden Sword Formation, relaxed his face and shouted at the top of his throat: "Help, help! I am Lu Chengfeng, the eldest son of the Lu family in Liyang, and the new Xiaomengcheng Dianjun. If a hero saves me, I will be rewarded!"

The thorn flew towards him with a sharp roar. The men in black did not care about attacking Lu Chengfeng, and hurriedly waved their swords to save themselves.

There are some good men in black. Their long swords also touched the thorns thrown by Wuqi. However, these thorns were filled with feminine energy that was rotating rapidly like a vortex. The thorns and the thorns collided, and before they could exert force to knock the thorns away, the thorns were already spinning rapidly, rubbing the thorns straight past.

Dozens of howls rang out in one go, except for the leader of the man in black who shook his sword and knocked away the thorns. The other man in black were stabbed by the thorns.

Wuqi Chang flew over with a smile. He threw down the animal skin and brought a strong wind to the leader of the black man.

Wuqi intentionally did not inject the true energy into the thorn that was shot at the leader of the black-clothed man because the leader of the black-clothed man practiced the water-attributed martial arts. Wuqi used the true water spiritual energy to bless his eyes, so he could clearly see a white cyclone the size of a fist in the leader's dantian, and see clearly the flowing in his meridians, with a slightly blue true energy flow.

The big silk-wrapped hand with countless feminine vortex energy was snatched by the head, and the innate cold air that was brought by the innate true water spirit rushed out. The leader of the black-clothed man's cultivation was not much different than Wuqi, but when he was wrapped in the cold air, his whole body was stiff and he could no longer move.

He slapped the dantian of the leader in black, and another palm slapped his Danzhong point. The little star-picking hand swirled and swallowed it. The true energy that the leader in black, which had been obtained after decades of hard practice, was approaching the peak of acquired nature, suddenly surged, turning into a cold current and injected into Wuqi's hands.

In the blink of an eye, the leader in black had lost his body, and his cultivation was sucked cleanly. By the way, he brought one thousandth of his essence of qi and blood to be pulled out by Wuqi. Wuqi slapped his backhand and his feminine palm into his body, shaking the leader of black into a ball of mucus, and blood was sprayed out from his seven orifices, but he could no longer live.

With his hands lightly drawn a circle in front of him, Wuqi had already touched the leader of the man in black all over and transferred all the things in a small bag on his waist to himself. The head of the Stealing Heaven and Ri Sect was a future Qi training man who inherited the stolen scriptures. How could he let go of the things on this man and take advantage of others?

An ordinary warrior, who practices the inner family's true energy for ten years, is known as a ten-year state of cultivation.

If a person with outstanding talents has obtained the true qi cultivation level of 60 years, he is known as the peak of acquired cultivation, and he can try to break through the Ren and Du meridians and reach the so-called innate realm.

Wuqi got the stolen scriptures and the power of the innate water spirit stone of the head token was injected into his body. However, most of the power was spent on protecting his body in the Taixu Great Movement Array, so his current cultivation of the innate true water spirit spirit is only at the peak of the acquired level.

Now that the leader of the man in black has only obtained the true energy that ordinary warriors had to practice for more than fifty years, all the true energy that had been obtained by practicing for more than fifty years was pouring into his body. Wuqi only felt that the cold energy in his arms was strong. The innate true water spirit vein in the water spirit vein of the Seven Profound Thieves of Heaven on his arm turned into a vortex, constantly devouring the external water-attributed true energy.

In the blink of an eye, Wuqi's true qi cultivation soared by nearly double.

After changing to other practice techniques, the cultivation level of the acquired peak person has doubled, so he should naturally break through the innate realm. However, the mystery of the magical powers of the classics is not comparable to that of ordinary skills. The sudden surge of true energy followed the water spirit veins and circulated three small circles. About 50% of the true water spirit veins quickly merged into the water spirit veins, nourishing the water spirit veins more and more flexible.

The foundation of all the magical powers of the thief sutra is on the Qixuan Thieves in these two arms. Therefore, when laying the foundation, strengthening the Qixuan Thieves sutra is the top priority. After this strengthening of the Water Spirit Vein, both the upper limit of the true qi and the speed of the true qi have been more than doubled. Wuqi only felt that his arms were cool and smooth, and he could not express comfort in his body.

Everything was only completed in an instant. Wuqi took a deep breath, clasped his fists to Lu Chengfeng and said, "Young Master, Wuqi is polite!"

Lu Chengfeng's eyes flashed strangely. He looked at Wuqi up and down, and then looked at the many men in black who were killed by Wuqi as if they were destroyed. He hurriedly jumped out of the car and held Wuqi's hand tightly with both hands.

"No need to be polite, no need to be polite. Don't beg for a hero. If you hadn't acted righteously, I would have been murdered by these thieves today!"

He kicked the corpse of the man in black fiercely. Lu Chengfeng looked at the corpse that was everywhere and shouted sternly: "Xiao Hei, get the waste that left his lord and ran away on his own!"

The black man who was driving responded in a muffled voice, looked at Wuqi alertly, then slowly stood up, took out a small bone carving whistle, put it in his mouth and blew it hard.

The sharp whistle sounded far away, and gradually, the surviving knight guards around him looked over and looked here. After a quarter of an hour, more than twenty remaining guards ran back with gray faces, standing in front of Lu Chengfeng with ugly expressions, trembling violently.

Lu Chengfeng didn't even look at the guards. He just coughed a few times and let out a few sharp sneers.

Holding Wuqi's hand, Lu Chengfeng thanked Wuqi again and again. He kept holding Wuqi's hand, without any intention of letting go.

Wuqi looked at Lu Chengfeng awkwardly. Perhaps this was a kind of etiquette for Lu Chengfeng to express gratitude and intimacy, but shaking hands with such an intimate hand of a big man, whether it was Wuqi or Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai who were fused with his soul, neither they had such experience, and they were extremely tired of such actions. On Earth, the two men shook hands for such a long time would make people misunderstand elsewhere.

However, Wuqi glanced at the car behind Lu Chengfeng that was suspended in the air three feet above the ground, and resisted the urge to knock Lu Chengfeng down with a palm and loot him all over. He was just a little low-key when he was just a little quiet, and he must be low-key. At least he couldn't really clean him up before finding out the details of Lu Chengfeng.

"Hehe" smiled dryly, Wuqi talked to Lu Chengfeng without saying a word.

Zhang Hu brought the barbarians and the villagers of Meng Village to come here long ago. When Wuqi and Lu Chengfengxu were placing the corpses of men in black on the ground with the barbarians. The bodies of fifty men in black were arranged in a row, and the fragments of all the bodies, including their crossbows and long swords, were collected and piled neatly in front of these corpses.

Wuqi was forced to pull him to the corpses by Lu Chengfeng.

Let’s not talk about the corpse. Except for the leader in black who died beautifully, the other men in black were killed by the thorns, all of which shrank into a small ball of flesh, their bodies were charred black, and their blood covered their thick layer, and even their appearance was hard to tell.

As for the leader in black, after pulling off his black cloth covering his face, Lu Chengfeng's face became extremely strange. Xiao Hei, a big black man following him and the old black man Lao Hei also changed their faces. Xiao Hei spat thick phlegm to the side to express his anger.

After a few sneers, Lu Chengfeng picked up a long knife and cut the face of the leader in black into pieces, making people unable to tell his image any more.

With a long sigh, he threw the long sword on the ground. Lu Chengfeng held Wuqi's hand with his back, looking at Wuqi's eyes seriously.

"Don't beg for a hero, I and you fell in love with you. I wonder if there is something that seems a little abrupt?"

Wuqi glanced at Zhang Hu who was standing not far away and fiddling with a powerful crossbow. Zhang Hu didn't raise his head, but just shook his head desperately.

Wuqi understood what Zhang Hu meant. A wealthy young man like Lu Chengfeng was assassinated when he went out. This was a pool of dark muddy water. Zhang Hu knew the pain in it, so naturally he did not recommend that Wuqi and Lu Chengfeng have any entanglements.

But where can Zhang Hu understand Wuqi’s thoughts?

Holding Lu Chengfeng's hand, Wuqi said calmly: "Please let me make it clear."

Lu Chengfeng sighed, and he looked at the guards standing beside him, sneering, "Chengfeng came to Xiaomeng City to take office this time, and there was only such a group of waste guards around him. Chengfeng's life is not in his own hands. Don't ask for the powerful heroes, dozens of thieves are not your enemies together, and you can fight bravely, and ask the heroes to be your disciples."

He let go of Wuqi's hand, Lu Chengfeng bowed to Wuqi long, and he said in a long voice: "Chengfeng is sincere, please kindly ask the hero to do it."

"This is a guest!"

Wuqi hooked his chin with his fingers.

After pondering for a moment, Wuqi laughed and said, "Just let's be a guest. My master said that being a guest for the rich young master is actually very promising!"

Zhang Hu, who was beside him, shook his head vigorously and stomped his feet gently.

Lu Chengfeng showed ecstasy on his face and grabbed Wuqi's hand again.

"Ride the wind and get help from heroes, it's like a long drought and rain!"
Chapter completed!